Is it honest for me to go and sit there on communion day and drink the wine and eat the bread while feeling it all to be mummery?
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Nationality: American Type: Philosopher Born: 1842 Death: 1901 |
Nobody cooks anymore. To me, to watch your parents cook, and to have a house that smells warm and delicious, is a very vital memory that I think kids don't really have anymore.
I'm a method writer. In order to write about the emotion, I have to experience it. I get physically tired and exhausted, devoting hours and hours and hours to it.

